VOLUME 20.
POETRY AND MISCELLANY.
Irriltex for Mt ,Erie ; Obterrer
zeArtr s urpc nuwsrazzar.
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'Tell me not in giaotnY st qeents
Earth's but a barial-ground,
Thatoe'r its extended purfacr
No springs of true Joy abound;
Tell me not, mid Nature'S voices
Aturra`riug In their measiar'd erfeeii.
There's no tow-breathing harmony,
Or no niuSie soft and deep.
Myriad voices strike the car
Of intellectual life;
ttetittning seasons In Melt ituh4
With clear metchly are rife;
When Spring stet:* forth in new robes dressed,
Witli her minstrels in her train,
She ealis, from fields and grovel; mid woods,
The flowers Rom out the pla int
And night winds,—looing as thry teen:—
Pigh among the leaf-clad trees, •
And branches waving to and fro, like
Angel tt•hispriog melodies; .
Or like lovers at hour or eve,
fiadly looking on the skies
When patting. heave a long drawn sigh.
And whipe tear drOps frOm their eyes.
The rain drops falling on the earth
Omar a sweet cold water
And mocking brooks from hundred hills'
The echo far otT prolong,.—
In summer days, shat calm MOW
'Round a thousand minstrels ring,
We're started from repose, atalaten
The gay birds get up and sing:
If Statue's joyous, vocal
stir then, why should we repine,
Wits gather up the Morin' or earth
And let the fitment decline'
All tlieQe are vain. they have no char
Not even a cheering word,
To calm the spirit's mailers flow,
If one voice is never heard:
That roice has rrteedsltip, deep, sincere,
Warm and gushing from Vat soul,
Oh let the cadence float aldhg.
And our froward way co tro':
Her singing lips, and lavc•lit eye!
Y iel,l holiesd symphony;
They move the heart's great fountain deep
And star the Fool to sytnp:illty.
Irk, Maxls, IE4O
THE RECONCILIATION;
on TICE Dazi.am.
A STORY FROM REAL LIFE
by OLD NICEEOLAS
' ..11711.t. you give me a penny. sir?" 'said a Milo ragged
boy. es t passed the step of a door on Which he was sit
ting.
Them was somethind so unbelrgarly in the tone and
mannor of the supplicant, that I stopped.
" Yee," said'-E-asitj I took ono froti my pocket.
1 looked tho child n itto face; thcro was a degree , of
intalligerica that co andod attention; an exoressioa,
too, that for a motnont fancied. I had seen before.
As I put the money into WA hand I asked him where
he fired.
"111 a court over t briJgo," ho replied.
..iVith your moll r?"
•''lres, sir; an other and sisters,"
I beckoned irr, from the main street to learn more.--
In a few minutes I heard enough to determine mo on
accompanying him home. We crossed Blockfriar's I
Bridge, and after vending through severe) courts and
alleys, on the Surrey side, and close by the river, we
stopped at a small hovel, which appeared fit only for the
nbode of wretchoduCes and miaow. '
Tho child pushed the door open, and wo entered. In
the centre of the floor, upon what appeared to be the re
mains of a pieco of matting, sat a young woman of appa
rently five or six and twenty. In her arms was nn in
fant of very tender age;• two or three little ones were
huddled together in n corner, whose crying my appe'ar
once partially huahed.
Their niother raised her head from the baby as 1 ap
proached her. rapologirA for the liberty I had taken
n iutruding upon her sorrows. She answered net, but
horst into tears. 1 off., red her my arm to raise her from
the floor, and looked round, but in vain, for a chair or
stool,-'-the walls were bare. She was too weak to stand.
I stepped into the adjoining tenement—cottage 1 cannot
call it—and putting down half-a-crown . on the table,
begged the loan of an old chair, that was the only furni
ture of orte4ido of the apaitment.
When the poor creature was seated, I asked in
wayl cook] best servo her.
"Oh, sir:" oho replied, ..fuod—food for any poor Mau
on eat"
I sravo the littlo fellow who had been my con ductor
money, and bade him get some meat and bread. In an
instant ho was out of sight. I comforted as well as I
was ablo the amfarently dying woman; told her the no
enlent that bad brought mo to hor, and promised the lit
tle assistance that might ha in my power. She would
have spoken her thanks, but her strength was hansted
with the few words she had already uttered. ho child
,:ron, encouraged by tho kind tone of voice in which I
spoke, now ono by one stole from their corner, and canto
round me. They would have bean fine healthy crea
tures, if misery had not "marked them for hor own;"
but the cintek was,hollow. the eye sunken, the lip thin
and livid. Hunger was fast consuming, thorn. As
looked upon them my heart sank within me, and I could
not drive back the tears•lhat forced theniselves into .my
eyes. They fell upon the forehead of tho tallest of the
group; she looked up, and seeing ma weep, asked most
piteously,
"Aro you hungry, sir too?"
Poor child: with her hanger had over been associated
with tears; -the sight or thorn put the question into her
mouth.
"No," said I; "I am not hungry; but you are, and
shall soon be fed."
"And me?"—"and met"—"and me?" exclaimed the
others, their eyes glistening as they spoke.
"Yes, all of you!" I answered.
Homo time had now elapsed, and my little messenger
did not mike his appearance, 1 grow impatient; for
the;;needed more substantil comfort than words. I mu
ted to tho door to look for him. Taking a few steps up
the court, I found him leaning against the wall crying
bitterly: on seeing mo ho hid his taco in his:hands.
"What is the matter?" said I; "and where is the mon
ey I vac you?"
"Fath er saw me, and took it away.",sobbed he, "just
a, I was going into the baker's shop."
"Where is pier father?" I asked.
- "Oyer ,in the public-house," ho continued, otipsy;
aid because, I cried, he boot me;" and.hore thepoor
tle follow, putting down his hands, sheeted me his e y e
most frightfully cut.sly ' •
inapolle was to go over to the public-house;
but, reflectin g for an instant ou the state of those I had
just loft, I immediately wont and purchased such ready
dressed toad as I thought would suffice for a good weal;
and then, having had the child's wound properly atten
ded to, I returned to enjoy the luxury of seeing this star*
wing family comparatively happy and comfortable.—
Viten I tsok nov departure I left what money I had
T - 11.:11::_ERIE, -.. 0:BS'ERV-ER,
a b o ut mo , and promised to renew trly visit before it should
be ex hausted.
It Fos my intention to have gone in a day or two; bn t
the fallowing circumstance` prevented my doing so for a
whole week.
On the nest mooing early I Was sent for by an old
gentleman with whom I was on terms of great intimacy,
although our acquaiittance was not of long standing.—
He was extfentoly ill, end wished to make a disposition
of his property. I todk O. pen, And waited * for his in
airuetions.
"I give and bequeath," 4 said the invalid, "all moneys,
houses, lands, and whatsoever else I may die possessed
of, to—" -He paused, as, if considering. Suddenly his
countenance 'indicated a strong internal struggle, as if
bitter recollections c . rto upon him, which ho was deter
mined to discard. I put down my pen.
."Go on, sir! goon!" said he, hurriedly. "To—to
Henry ?Hosiers—
I started with astonishment, It was my own numo.
"Yon cannot mean this, sir:" said I. "I havo no
claim upon you to'such an c)4 . nt. I—"
"To henry Masters," ho , repeated slowly and dis
tinctly.
I approached his pillow: "My dear friend, I have
heard that jou hare a child. Ought not—" -
Ho put his hand upon my arm. "Child! Oh yes!
know it, but 1 had forgotten it until this hour. For years
I hare forgotten it! Why think of it now? 1 will not
think of it!" he exclaimed Violently; then falling back
and exerting extraordinary self-control, he again repeated
more decisively than before, "To Henry Masters."
I could not bear to write down words that would shut
out a Child forever without another effort: Icontriteti
cod in a persuasive manner; but he instantly interrupt
ed ate; and his look and tone 1 shall not readily (ergot.
"Sir," said he, "I mail° up my mind on the most im•
portent pert of this matter yi3 . ars ago, when I had health,
and strength, and intellect about me. It is not honest
to tre and make me alter now that I am an Imbecile old
OMNI
I could say no nioro. lie again repeated his instrue.
lion., and I reluctantly obeyed them.
For some daYs I wa . thhis constant attendant; indeed I
scarcely - ever left his bedside. Occasionally his mind
wandered, and then his mutterings—for they were little
hotter--had evidently connection with hie last rational
conversatiou--the disposition of his property. Bitter
exclamations about hie child—his daughter, plainly
showed that, though disowed. she was not, and could
not bo forgotten. Once or twice ho became calm and
perfectly collected, and on each opportunity I endeavors
od to bring him to a consideration of the step he had tea
ken: but in vain It was the only subjelkiwon which
ho would not hear me. I learned from We physician in
attendance that his recovery was perfectly hopeless: but
that he might linger some,little time. I longed to sae
my poor dependents again, and, one morninrwhen my
patient had fallen into a deep slumber, I took my hat.
and, quietly stealing froM the chamber directed my foot
steps to their abode. The hardily were in a state tittle
better than when I first saw Merit. Tho woman's hus
band, a reckless and inverato drunkard, judging from
the food he lotted at home, that from sonic quarter or
other assistance had been given, forced the- fact from his
trembling partner, and then nearly the whole of the little
money I Itad loft behind: since which violence he had
not returned. Again I supplied the poor creatures with
refreshment, and attempted to soothe the only one whom
food could not alone satisfy—the heart-broken mother.
Slto bzielly told at 3 il:7r Autry. It wag indeed a pita-
oils On
She was well connected; and at the time of her mar
riage, hying with her parents in comfort and ailluence
in New York. ^ Thov wished her to connect herself with
a man with whom she felt she never could be happy, and
she refused. She was secretly plighted to another,—
secretly fur he was forbideen oxen her father's bowie.—
Her father commanded, her mother persuaded; but it was
in vain. Her's was a passion that neither threat nor sr
gnment could weaken. Ste married, and was renounced,
they told leer, for ever! Sho tamed to the chosen of her
heart; ntul, though the daughted wept, the wife triumph
ed! But alas! she 'leaned upon a broken reed. Her
lover had glossed over faultsnay, vices--•which calmer
judges had detected, and she had fancied perfection
where all was frail. Her husband croedy neglected her:
she was a married widow! Children came About her:
they were fatherless! liar mother tenderly loved her.
and this wretchedness broke her heart!_fierifothei was of
sterner Stuff. In the kiss of his own partner, ho said a
murder had been committed, and hodouhly steeled him
self against its unnatural author. Then It .vs that in
titter de s q,;.- 4 .... tort nor country, long urged to the step
b:. her bushand, who said he'reuld get employment
hero; and wha solemnly promised that in a new
land he would lead a difrerent life; and that, once re
moved frern his haunts Of ruin and dissipation, he would
forswear them forever, and strive to keep holy that sa
cred vow which bound him to "forsake all others, and
cling buts unto her."
On his arrj.vtil in England he succeeded in obtaining a
lucrative situation, and for a brief period all was well;
but soon the demon, Drunkenness, again laid hold on
him, and ho was lost forever.
Friendless, and alone she struggled against the stream
of adversity; her health and strength soon failed horrand
she fell into utter destitution—in utter destitution I had
indeed found her:
This was a alight outline of her sati history. At its
conclusion she burst into n violent paroxysm of boars.—
In such moments words of consolation are bnt caustics,
keeping open wounds they cannot cure; I attempted
them not. The violence of this fit had in seine degree
exhausted itself, and 1 w is about to speak of doing some
thing for her children. when a knocking at the door ac
companied by several voices talking in a surpressed
tone, made me start from my soot. 1 undid the latch,
and three man entered baaring in their arms a fourth in
a senseless state.
They laid their liurden on - the floor with little ceremo
ny, and would rove departed without a word,
••Slap!"'Fair! T. seizing tho arm Of ono of tho - party.
"Who is thio? and what is tho matter?"
"It is my husband? my poor husband:" exclaimod the
wretched wife, springing forward.
"Yos; and drunk as usual?" added thii man in a bru
tal manner, as ho slammed the door after him.
I cast but one look at the face of the lost being at My
feet. It wan•enough; distortion was in every feature!
"For God's sake!" said I, pursuing and coming - np
with the party;who hsd just loft us, "fetch me a medical
man. Hero is money; and I will pay you ballet' by and
Money made thorn Samaritans—they hurried off to
obey me. I returned. On the floor, and in a state of
insensibility, lay stretched the tong-neglecting, degraded
husband; and hanging over him in 01l the agony of
doubt and fear, the neglected, long-enduring wife. It
was a picture that touched me to the quick.
••Henry: Henry:" silo, bbriaked, s'ob: speak to me:
speak: but one word:" Bbt he spoke not; his month was
frightfully distorted; his lips livid and frothy.
"Look met" ehe contioued, prowling his hand;
"leak at me;" and rho spoke with a winning affection
of tone and inanner;that consciousness could not bare
withstood; but his earl were sealed, and hit eyes fall and
•
fixed.
A surgeon now came ici; be looked at him. and hat.
SATURDAY MORNING; JUNE 2, 1849.
ing made some inquiries as to the length of time Ito had
been in the 't.ate lie saw. at once pronounced his fears
for the very Worst. He immediately bled him in the
arm, and as gnickly as possible cupped hint freely id the
neck, Daring the later operation his patient showed for
an instant some signs of returning feeling, and this, by
the look with l which he gazed upon his agonized wife.—
To attempt to describe that look would be attempting
that to whicli do language is equal. I think no pencil
could have over done it, much less a pen. It was one
which told that the vision of his past life, cencentred,
flashed suddenly before him; a life during whichsehe
who was his Ministering angel had been a victim to cru
elty and negtlct: there was an intensity of gaze, too, as
if he felt that ho was looking his last. It was a linger
ing spark of a Oction struggling into light through the .
dark horrors of remorse. Again and egartotihn breathed
comfort and reconciliation into his ear. I know ttot
whether her +Ms reached his heart. I fear that with
the exception et, that one momentary gleam' of reality.
there was a Prostration of power nod intellect which
denied him such a blessing.. I need not, will not go in
to nine detail. lie died the same afternoon, some few
hours aft he had been brought home.
1 hired 1 „ sto perform the necessary ditties Witte
departed, and t o remain with the corpse until I could
give orders for its interment. Tho widow and children
I resolved to place with a relative or my own until the
funeral should have Wien place. I did so. Before ta
king leave, I tiegged the heartbroken woman to toll
me her family name, that I might write to her friends hi
America,on her behalf.
"Friends," said she, "I have none. Mylmother was
my only friend,'and she is gonet"
,-
••But you have n father," said
"I know not.'," she Continued; I have tint known for
years. Iliost likely he is ono too!
"At any rate I will write—"
"Not to America," s'm replied: "for when my pool
mother died, holtift it, I know ne#er to return."
"And his nato7" said I, leading her to the point upon
which I wished informatidn. ••His nam . o Wits—"
"Jackson." said tke onotincr
Why did I start at this single word? Why did my
words hurry rapidly on boo after another as I questioned
her as to the Christian name? and why, When I learnt it
was Adam—Ad4na Jackson—mdid my frame tremble, my
countenance Change its hue, my heart boat audibly ?
"Oh, God!" saidh, inwardly, "if it should be 50!..."
I sent for a co a ch: and, handing in my still weeping
companion, and die little fellow whom 1 had first seen,
desired the man to &iio to Mortimer.etrent. It was the
residence of my dying friend. Showing the mother anti
her child into a r e m below, I hurried up stairs to hie
bed-chamber. I hail already been absent several hours
longer thaw! had !ntendeth When I drew as!de the cur
tain, the o!d Mau turned his eyes towards me: they Were
deep, sunken, and, glweiy; his features, angular and omen.
ciatcd as they had long been, were now perfectly ghastly.
1 was painfully atiick with the advances which death had
'made towards his victim.
lily friend looked steadfastly et mo for sinno
without any token or sign of recognition. I spoke, and
my voice, aiding Porlidpr his fast-falling memory, called
to hie recollection. Ile grasped my hand with tt eon
widely,' force, FO great that his bony lingers actually gave
1110 pain.
.1 thought," said ire, striving, but ineffectually, to raise
himself in bed, "dm; you had neglected—left me in
last trial . . Sit now and como close to inc. I have had
a sleep—a long sleep. t and a dream so horrible. so real,
that waking, though it he to die, is happiness! Como
closer, he contintid, "and I will tell von all. I thought
that I saw my lon4parted wile; she came to me in
sorrow, for our Most daughter was on her ann. Sho
strove to speak, but could not: again and again she
strove, but bitter grief chocktql her utterance. Sito took
our child by the hand, rind led her towards me; but I
turned from thent r . The penitent fell at .my feet; I
spurned her awrly. steeled my heart, but could not
close true Cam to,' IT sUpplieations. They wore the out
pouting% of a contrite heart; hut they thuceed me not.
She spolte.hr anguish - of her little ones—her helpless lit
ho ones! and I laughed—langhed at her miser Still
ehe played on. she bathed my feet with tears, she lifted
her Itands, and Would have touched me, but I shrunk
fromiher advances, and heartlessly commanded bor'to bo
gone! her voice was suddenly stilled: I heard no soh,
no sigh! 1 listened; hot could not even detect the heavy
breathings of instro,v, For an instant I remained wrapt
in gloomy and a:indenting anger. I turned, to - gratify
once more the devil that war in me; but Rho was gone!
i sought for and r a l kd alond,upon my wifeLlm_sha,loo
had shqrssi....s.r. ---
Here the old Mon' paused; then placing me hand upon
his shoulder, so i ns t to bring my half-averted Paco to
wards him, "Yod tivinble;" said he, "you tremble, and
turn pale!"
It was so; in sPit&of eve,- effort to appear composed.
le . ould not coitip4o footings. I was about to speak.
He put his finzer , l on his lip as enjoying silence. lie
continued:
• 'You are ntready ritncted; you will shudder when
youli have heard 111 p out. I thought that immediately on
being !erection°, I t.vas seized with an icy chilness, which
I knew was the tciiio of death. I looked around for
help. but could find none. I prayed!' for como `h rids tb
assist. somo voice to i l eotufort me in my dying hour; but
I prayed in vain.- I heard but the echo of my own la-
MentationsCand W,a- 1 left to go down to the grave un
heeded and alone,"
Again ho' paused; l and so great wore his ..elmitement
and agitation, that I I'M() expected he had strength to
resume; but, after Some minutes lie did so, and in these
words: 1
"I awoke; but in another world, or rather, when this
world had passed niv.y. As I rose from tho tomb, but
ono thought. ono (doling possessed me; I was going to
Le judged! 'Every thought, word, and action of my life
had 'hared my resurrection, and stood palpably embodied
befoM me—a livin icture. My last interview with
my child was the Arltest spot there. I shuddered as I
beheld it. I strove, but oh! how vainly, to blot it oat!
An al-consuming (ire nos already lighted op within me,
in the horrible conviction that this. oven in its naked seif.
would endanger niy salvation for ever! Suddenly a
sound such as mortal ear had never heard before, burst
on the tremtiiing myriads around. It . was a sound that
filled all creation, calling all those who had ever been to
be again. and to wait tho word that shduld bless or sweep
them into endless perdition. Millions upon millions had '
passed on in judgment; and 1 thought,that tremblingly
I approached the Orono of grace! Mercy smiled upon
me! and I. looked with straining eyes after those forgiven
spirits, who had gonol before. 1 was about to follow.
when a witness eatne!against me. at whose presence,
consience.strickea. I, fell prostrate in despair! My dough.
ter! my spurned and persecuted daughter! No voice of
accusation was hoard: No look of reproach from her!
Yet silent and motionless. dejected and wan. as wheal
last beheld her. she, told of the early orphanage into
which she was etriclenu by, my unnatural desertion!. the
destitution which mynavage vengeance bad entailed! • I
trembled under the Weight of thee. awful charges. I
tried to lift my eyn te r m child to win her iotemelliem:
but I had nct'poever to, tupvialbom from myself. , I ;tried
to sPeaiii Mynougete . Clove to. my mouth: How-..how
could tplead for moray wihsriuni yielded none? booed
on by t ronglagerovide yet behind. I advanced as IF to
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tv - orrivaltv.
ardor that blessed path which tho happy trod; but ;sud
denly it was barred agai / bst me! An angel with frow
ning aspect waved ine/aside. antong a countless• herd as
difetchetl as myself. A cloud passed over ts; our sonis
sank within its; it shut us out for ever fro even the
glimmerings of hope. I thongln that we fell, and fell
deeper. and yet . deoper. gathering in nunthe as we' fell!
Groans and blasphemies wore in my ear; I penetrable
darkness above, and hell below! I alirieke madly! I
was answered by my shrieks! A thous nd times . 1
grasped at objects to stay my fell: I clutehe them, but
they yielded and helped me not! Hopeless end eternal
perdition was before me! 608 plunge mor fitig a lake
whose flames worn of fire—fire inextinguislohlo, would
engulf me for ever! . Myriads bohOd it too
,t.nd now
One nniVereel scream of horror, ono ig't to re .1 twenty
worlds, bdrst upon mei"
Hero the 'old mast was so excited with the recital of
these imaginary horrors, evil I could with difettlty
hold hini'in my arms. Ills. cramp quivered, hi eyes
glared with an unnatural glower and brightuess. : „ tf spoke
and soothed him.
"Tho Nonni] is new in my oars!" ho exclaimed wildly.
Almost instantly nfter, ho.added, as crilinly. "I awoke!
I am awake!" end clasping his withered hands together.
and raising his Byer to heaven, ho said fervently.
thank thee. God! it Wei a dream!"
Almost imm.uhately afterwards ha fell bac'. ott his
pillow,•perfectly exhausted.—Anxious as I W. 14 to speak
to hint once More, to ask him but she question—to sat
isfy my more than surmises, I could not—dared not dot
it as ho then was, I watched, oh! how eagarly, to see
his eyes open, his lips move, that I might address my
self to him, but he lay in a state of complete stupor:
trembled as I galed, least he might never move again.=
After some little time pas s ed in this state of painful sus
pense, and still no sign of returning consciousness. I
grew more alarmed, lest when ho did recover, it might
he but fora moment, as I kneel it to he a not unfreenent
case. and that I might have no time to inquire into the
striking coincidence, to say the least of it, that had so
extraordinarily presented itself to me. With this fear
upon my mind. I determined at once upon hurrying down
stairs. and satisfying myself in A more direct *ay than I
had at first intended.
When I entered the room, in which I hod 1.
widow and bar child, I found the former sitting
sera, her face buried in her hand s—the boys wa
feel. As I approached aho looked up; hrunetiin
perceiving me she exclaimed, and her voico tr
with grief and agitation. "For God's sake, sir! wl
I? Whose house is this?" then aoisiag a book ft
table, she continued. "this book.—this old book w
tether's; it was his own bible! Here is his IMMO,
years past by my own hand." And turning to t
page, on which was Inscribed, "Adam Jackson
Yorlf." she held it to my eyes, standing mationle,
statue.
Confirmed thus suddonlY in the, suspicion ti
crossed my mind on first hearing hor history nn
I was Ad bewildered that I knew not what reply t l
fooied to tell her at eue.i3 that site was wider
that's roof, that ,ho Saida %TAIL+, enclosed them.
her debilitated state, it might prove 100 much;
not be evasive. for her whole being seemed to
the osplattation she waited tar.
Tortured by my silence. she seized my rist
and repeated in a loud and menacing tone. s'
wild and haggard look betokened incipient sued
°Whose house is thisl"
"It is tho house l " said I. mildly. "0( Attila Ja
"My father:" she shrieked. hysterically. ‘ I
senseless at my fact.
After considerahlo difteully I restored her to
alive calmness; I was thou compelled td ektlld
tho situation of her parent without disguise, for,
she imperatively insisted on seeing Mtn. After
assured me she would be governed by my wisho:
her to the sick chamber. 'As we entered I itch!
chair by the bad-side, and she tottered towards i
slight noise we made disturbed the old ivau, a
feint voi'ee he called me h!.: tny name. , I carefu
cad myself between him and his child.
"'ily dear, dear friend:" ho Ihtgan. .'I have been
some tittio dying. but I feel the struggle is nearly over,"
it the sound of her tattier's voice, the trembling emi
t re by my side sprang from her seat—sho would havo
rushed into his arms—the.eurtain was between I
and ho was slightly turned front her. so. that the r
ment was unseen, with one hand I forcibly rest
her. •
She sank down, but a half-suppressed and ch .:
sob: that, utight.haco brow.-- s---.........-cripen.lie
- ' '"Eicittot grieve." said ho affectionately pressit
hand. "rather join aim in thankful prayer to the Ali
ty that I have lived thus long—long enough toren°
as I now do, the deadly sin of unrelenting anger it
a folio w-creature--a sin which I madly hugged et
the brink orate gravel"
"Do you understand me?" he continued, fit ,
with difficulty. ..My child; my daughter! God
bless!' as I forgive her!"
Had I wished to have delayed longer the meetin
tween the father and child, I could not hive ,day
By groat difficulty I had, up to this moment. reel
ed the racking 'impatience of the- letter, until I
discover whether or not the old l i natt's dream had
ted what I had failed in. Now that it was obvious
it had done so, I drew twida the cnrtain: Oa bbho'
the emaciated form of him from whom she hod bee!
long Parted, and who, but a few hears before, she
revert thought to behold again, sho stood horror-strie
paralysed by the -conflicting feelings that rushed c
her. Her eyes were tearless, all sounds of sorrow Is
ed: with hands elapsed, her head bent forward,
featuri , a fired, her form rig: A and apparently brenthl
I
shone ( med a statue of despair rather than a thin
hie. trembled for the consequences when she sh
sPrak or he direct his looks towards her. Never, ne
Anti i forget the agony of that moment! -
- taf Imovedt lie turned ns if again to address •
SI e. whom with his dying breath ho had blessed. ud
who was probably at that awful moment the sole obj et
of his thoughts, stood in life, if such indeed it might be
called. beside him! His half-closed eye rested ut or
hart—the pupil dilated—he gated fixedly but wildly; ha
struggled to raise himself; I supported hint in the t•
tempt. Once or twice I heard a rattling in his thr. t,
as if he strove to speak. but could not; pee' in a pie
ing voice. which seemed to have struggled with and of
an instant escaped the power that was about to site ea
it for ever, he exclaimed.
,•• Title is no dream t it is y
own Ruth l .•- my daughter!" end flinging open his a a
she thus startled from her trance, sprang forward a a
'fell upon his bosom.
' Within a few minutes alter this touching scene. Iw•
called to the ,door of the chamber; I found it was t.,
physician: 1 took him aside and hurriedly explained
him the events of the last few bourn. We then approac•
ed the bed: the old man was dead! his arms were e
tended across his child, whose hoe was buried In
pillow. On raising her up. is stream of blood rush.
from her montb..—a vossi3l'- had been ruptured! In 'I
then half an hour her spirit. too. had 'departed.
'PM& atm." said a farmer to an elriehrests btul
eagage4 at one of his cheny trees. "by 'chat right
you take those cherries?"
"In:faith. roy.frtend." said he. "by . _ my right shun
sure." •
1111112QUAVIVO soma.
Deep in the western forest's shade.
In the green recess of a sunless glade, . •
Where the wild elk stalks, and where strange Ilowtre bloom
Is it rough-hewn wound—the emigrant's tutub. •
In the entrrald Isle, far o'er the wave.
The friends he loved had found a grave:
MA One fair bosom—hts hope, his pride—
Was lento blot when the rest had dloJ
One (air little child his love to prove—
Tho thing he had now to love—
Still eheer'd the heart of the lonely
An I lift u) the cheek that was sun% and wan
At Itiagth tha afar of the pier m,n•e dip..
The one that mile ilia home nem brlghi,
Like a blighted flower she pined and died.
And he sought niICMIC o'er the ocean wide.
To the rains of the western world he sailed;
Hut hi. tee !lad diiiinted, and hin check had Paled;
He died where the proud ship had touched the strand,
And they inade'hini n tenth la this foreign land. ,
THE ITALIAN rz. o wan QIIM
From Coders Lady's Conit
On retarhine, after ea absence of some ?tars from
my native city, I met, among other well remembered
and cherished friends. my old school mate and college
companion, Herbert Belrose. Most cordially did he
grasp my hand; 'Mewing that the fire of early friendship
still burned brightly in his bosnitts
•You must come home and take toa with me," Paid
ns ho Mood holding my hand tightly in his.
'Then you are tumefied?" I returned
"Oh, yes! I tioldng Id the sober stay-at-home class
of Citizens. So yott must accept my invitation. I will
call for yon as I leave my counting-rooni this afternoon.
It will be delightful to have a good chat about old limes."
I assented, tioell pleased at the armloment, and, at
the time agreed upon. Be!rose collet fur r 1.% On being
preAented to his wife. fpas surprised to Meet a young
and exquisitely beautiful woman, with foreign accent and
feetdres. 'there was something very striking in her
whole aspect.. Once seen, ;eon could never forgot her:
you seemed to be gazing on some pictured form, a paint
er's dream of loveliness. But. if her face wee my in
stant admiration, how much more chinned was L 'after
the reserve of our first meeting wore away, to note the
simple but true grace of every motion, and to listen to the
music alter voice. as she joined, with more than ordi
nary intelligence. in the conversation that followed.
eft the
on go
at tier
tr on
, mbled
`et* tan
1 m the
••Where did you meet with this lovely woman? said /
to Belrose, et our next meeting. "To me. she stood
forth the embodiment of some beautiful ideal, long dWell
ing in the regions.of fancy."
"The story Is a romanticc, one," replied my friend,
smiling. '
=
vettett
e firxt
NC‘r
!..s as a
yott rolnto it?"
"Oh, certainly. if yeti (Unit you will fool interest
enough to listen."
"Let inn bear it by all tneatt4;" said 1.
My friend then related the fdlicrvliti;t Meryl
at had
name,
make
her fa-
•Three years ego, I went t 6 46r6p6 ttlid passed
through Italy. .On the day of my melte, at Naples, as
Was passing along one of the streets, a lovely young girl,
with a basket of flowers on her arm, approaching with a
smile, presented a handsome bouquet, and in her musi
cal Italian asked me to accept it. Such a favor from a
tar yoang stranger was not: of course, to be declined.—.
In taking 4t I looked earnestly into her sweet face, and
ger eyes lingered for a moment or two in mine; then she
turned, and was loslin the crowd of peoplo that filled the
streets.
eat in
could
nog on
Melialy
le her
Wl=
son,"
d fell
. "In relating this incident to a young Englishman at
the hotel, he did not seen) much surprised. Ills remiThs.
Was 4 l'Oae of the cunning flower girls, HOW mulch
did your bouquet cost yon?"
" 'Nothing." I replied. "Why should it?"
t perceive you den% understand thoso Italian
girls. You are a fine-looking young fellow, and a strew..
ger with plenty of money to spend. You are gallant
too. All this a pair of bright Italian eye/ can see 'at a
glance. The girl was simply ailowor - gir4 and by her
littlo ruse expected to receive about ten prices for her
ompar
to her
a first,
lin. alto
I led
, d to n
Tho
in n
pla-
•
bouquet."
•' • lla!" said I. in return. ' That'3 the meaning of
it? I wish I hail known it before.",
" 'You willaeo her again."
"'Think so?"
ZEIN
novo
al nod
".Without doubt. She Will never lase sight 01 you:
Walk out to-morrow. and ere you'are in the street twenty
raitiutes, vou meter natirpiet
larain net hands."
"And he was right. I received, soon after appearing
/ abroad on the neat morning. another brinelt of flouters
from the same fair hand, and the girl was rewarded with
a gold coin. Site took the money, and ns her' cyc fell
upon it and she sate its ylue, a deep flush passed over
her face, nod dropping me a low courtesy, while her eves
expressed thankfulness. she turned and was, in a few
moments, lost to my view. On the day following, the
nextand the next, I looked for my beautiful flower girl,
but saW her nowhere upon the streets.
"One day, Week after my arrival in Naples, I redo
out to ()Any the charming views everywhere presenting
themselves. A few miles from the city. I stopped to
look through oho-grounds attached to an old and- prince.
ly residence, the property of a decayed Italian nobleman.
Ruin was upon every hand. The fine portico of
elabo
rately wrought marble had saff,red much Capin time and
violence. Statues were overthrown and broken, foun
tains choked up. and rank weeds were towering over
delicate garden flowers, half hiding their beauty and de.
straying their perfume. 'While wandering amid these
fading evidences of former wealth and grandeur, I came
suddenly upon my beautiful flower , girl, sleeping on it
green bank. The noise of my feet awakened her, and
she started up with a look of fear. In a moment she re,
cognized me. and recovered, in a measure, her self-po
session. She teals snitch changed. Her face looked
anxious, and there was a humidity about her eyes, as If
•
the tears were just ready to gush forth. I spoke to her
in tier own language, and the real kindness and 'Tema
t
.1t) I felt. were understood in an instant. I soon learned
that mho was nearly the last member of an Old and -no
ble family reduced to poverty. In ono of tho apartments
of this ancient ruin, she was living with her aged father;
and she remained his sole stippert and comforter. As a
flower girl, ehe obtained the means of sustenance for her
• parent. But he was now very in For three days, and
nights she had watched over him, unwearied In spititsr
'though her body had suffered from fatigue. Tire mony
• I had given, her had enabled her tension her. e ff orts to
. procure the•
meaner of Sustenance fora few day.; ,hut it
was now an gone. and while gathering dowers for Wroth.,
er visit to the city. she had reclined upon the soft grass,
and there fallen asleep.
I ' , Affected by her story. Bo ordenlY told. I faked to see
e her father, end she took me to the apartment whets lay
o a ve n era bl e old ma n, but II few paces from the end of
his journey. While I yet lingered in the room. his spirit
sighed Itself away, and passed. to anothor ood bettor
-„
e f.Thrown thus strangely and providentially in the way
d of this lovely and innocent girl. in a far off land , I could
not turn from her in her "deep affliction. Ob. no: that
would have been less than human, All In my power
do, to make lets crushing the sorrow that wee' pressing
upon her heart, was done. Learning. titter the burial of
i f father. that she was the Rust of lior line, and that she_
o Mod friatidletWin the world. I prereated her e• tempera,"
Ihome in • highly respectable EogLish family to whom
bad been introduced. Here, I saw her dady; and you
' will not be surprised et the rest& iron have. teal the
Italian dower girl. Me is my wife."
i~
g my
I 'ler-
MIMI
1=
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king
God
aill
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itee
! that
ing
t so
had
'pen
:th
ither
LIY HENRY O. LEE
BREAKING A CHILD'S WILL.
The . continonest mistake is to indulge the t child's self
will, as the easiest course at the moment. Irmnediato
peace and quiet are sought by giving the child whatever
it chintoura for, and lettirig it do whatever it likes its own
way. We need not waste words on this trot dons
mistake. Everybody knows what a spoiled child is; and
nobody pretends to stand no for the method of its educa
tion. I think quite cis tit of the opposite mistake, of the
method which goes by the came of breaking the child's
will; a method adopted by some really conscientious pars
ants because they think religion requires it. When
Was in America. I knoW a gentleman who thought it his
first duty to break the wills cif his children; and he set
about it zealously and early. lie was a clergyman, and
the president of the university; the study of his life had
been the nature and training of the human mind; and
tho following is the way he chose—Misled by a false and
cruel religion Of Foar—to subdue and destroy the great
faculty of will, An infant of (I think) about eleven
!mainly; old was to be weaned. A piece of bread was cir 4
fored the babe; and the bubo turned away from it. Its
father said that it was necessary to break down the re
will of every child for once; that, if done early
enmtgh, onco Would suffice; and that it would be right
and kind to take this early occasion in the instance of this
child. The child was therefore to be compelled to eat
the limed. A dreismaker in the house saw the Process
go on through the whole day; dad Became so dreadfully
irilereStedlhat oho could not go away at night till the
matter was finished. Of Course s the bit of broad 14came
more and, mdre the subject of disgust
. and then of , terror
to tho infant, the more it was &fad Upon its attention.--:
flours of crying, shrieking and meaning, were toilet:Tit
by its being shut up in a closet. It was brought out by`
candlelight, stretched helpless across the nurse's arms,
its voice lei% eyes sunk and storing. its muscles shrunk,
its appearance that of a dying child. It was now near
midnight. The bit of broad was thrust into the petrel' ,
less !Mild: no resistance Was offered by the UneOhSeiolis
sufferer; and the victory over the evil powers of the flesh
and the devil, was declared to be gained. The dress -
maker wont home, berating with grief and indignation.
and told the story; and when the president went abroad
the nest morning, he found the red brick walls of the
university cioaered with chalk portraits of hinted 'holding
up a bit of bees(' berme his Italie. The affair made so
much noise,' that he was, after come time, compelled to
publish a justification of himself. The justineatiOti
amounted to what was well understood throughout; that -
he conscientionslylbelleVed It lila ditty to take en earty
opportunity; break the child's will, for its own Amigo.—
There renialued for his readers the old wonder *litre ho
could find in the book of Glad Tidings so cruel d con
tradiction of that law of love which statide Written en
every parent's heart,—Household Etlztratiol, by Harriet
gartinean:
WHO Sitll:ls rn Sea.--The following 'scene is re•
portod to have oceured on board a steamer carrying de
tachments of Alabama and Loulsannvolunteeni to the late
=MCI
One tail ifoldnklt from the pine land of Alabama, wee
unhappy for the want of employment. He sauntad along
"for something to do," when it occured to hint that he
might, as he expressed it, "take a good *ash." He wee
a tall, land fellow. with a shocky head of dry, litany hair
hanging down ta his shotilders. With a deliberation tbti
sistent with an idle sea voyage, he commenced rubbing
the turpentine soap of the ship into hie hair and skin with
commendable vehemence. He had cause to take a
great deal of pains, for, he observed to himself. "that
he had an acre of barrack mud on him."
It must be observed that all this while the vessel was blow
i ngt farther out into the sea; end by this time the Mississip
pilwater in the wash room had become exhausted, and he
threw a huckenoter the vessel's side to replenish his basin
The first dash ho made Was at hie head. Tho turpentine
of the soap and the saline and the water soon formed a
combination, and the oily qualities of the soap disap
peared, and left somthing in its stead resembling tar.—
Ttto or three rakes of the fingers through tho hair ele. , ,
vatod it upright on the Alabamian's head, stiff as the quill
of a liercupine. "That's another trick played upon ITO,"
said the unwashed, in a rage, his hair still growing fiercer..
At Ilia moment the water driped his face, and he com
met ced spitting. as if nauseated to the last degree.—
Cooly and doterntinately ho wen to his belt. taod it
"bowie" some fifteen inches long, nd delivered nimself
thtuf--"Soluo of them'. thar Lon' anions have played
tracks enuffim• me_ Now, it any 4* dare, let him fetch
nllO the one that put salt in this ere water!" '
Near Rruotsc..—.Proof-readers .re sometimes very
negligent, In speaking of Goy, McDowell' a epeneth tits
manuscript said "Many members wept, and among theta
Mr. Speaker Winthrop more than once gave way to his
'feelings in a flood of tears." The printed copy read,
•Many members stem, and Mr. Speaker Winthrop more
than once gave way to his feelinal in a mut , of tre:r.."-
A CALCULATINO DJartucrt.--sThe landlord or a hotel at
the South remarked with considerably dismay that ono of
his boarders had a moat inordinate appetite. ' Ho very
patiently bore it for severe) days in silence, indulging ift
the hap° th :t barder's appetite must certainly have
an end, bat his hope proved delusive; at every meal hia
appetite seemed, if possible, to sharpen up; till at length
the landlord, unable to stand it any longer, ventured tN
remonstrate with his boarder. and remarked to him "my
friend, you eat so much that I shall certainly have to
charge you an extra half dollar." "An extra bandolier!"
replied his boarder, 'with a countenance the very picture
of despair. "For goodness' sake. don't do tirat; I'm most
dead now, eating three dollars' worth. and if you put an
extra half dollars• worth, on I shall certainly sue you for
manslau,;hter.".aiN. F. Stirrer.
"The Faze ssuess,"aaid an inqaisitive genius, "are
always - good natbred. and I should really like to know the
reason?" "Why" replied a "Royal Areh" "wheiwe are
initiated, they heat the gridiron so hot, that it takes all
temper Out of no."
One of the mosisublims slights in the world is a man
earning a hod up' a ladder without dropping a single
brick out of it. It is exceeded only by an editor writing%
dozen articles at once and makirg no mistake - in either
of them.
Tho seiehee of surgeory is making mpstrides to
wards perfeetiou. A skillful surgeon can manufactere
a respectable looking nose out of a /lice of skin and flesh
from the forebeitd. but Dr, Wildman. of Georgia, has
carried the‘icience one step forward. and bad Made an
entire lower lip - fora young lady out of a slice of the
right cheek. Tiur young lady had. through en injudi•
clans administration of calomel, ost a portion of her
lower jaw and the entire lip. She stands therefore es a
living monument al the ignorance anti
found in same profession. '
BT A jolly huihand not a thousand ma
got Who had heat' out an a bit ofa spree.
his better half on his return with—"Oh,
wretch!" The husband anookly replied
think hie heatt could bo rerry hard. for he'
lag it" for the last forts* eight hours!
Novo, rooroartoe.—One of the OR
Illasseebuiette legbletnre. offered 'a
bill wl
that "no JOY' 81301 be married except in
she reeldea?! it didn't go o*►n, another
ing It Itktha head by offering an 'amendment relmiring
people tb uelltain the town - whom they are bent."
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NUMBER 3.